To the Warriors Say goodbye to those whom you've never Even said hello - Those men and women clad in camouflage colors who mingle in your town May soon be gone Another wicked game is played with those who've Given their word to protect Fathers, Mothers Sisters, Brothers Friends, and Lovers Sons and Daughters... Called by a duty many cannot begin to understand. Freedom's bell tolls Yet doesn't ring with the sweet clarity that all Nations Long to hear... A dirge, begun sorrow again unfolds as these warriors fulfill their destinies: Futures denied for the sakes of societies in jeaopardy Far displaced from Our own country and families - foreign, suffering What we've long forgotten Generations passed, and past such heinous state We live. Say hello, to each soldier you may pass You do not know when he or she might Remember your kind smile just a word or two before that light fades For the good of another... � K.E.Cline, 12/1995 {published in The Fayetteville Observer-Times, "Saturday Extra," 1/20/96} |